April 21st
It used to be my best day
Now often it’s my worst

When I was younger
It made me feel bolder
Now it’s another gray hair
And another year older

I sit around
And think about
How this year flew

All plans that I made
And the things I did not do

Oh well
Today I’m forty seven
It may not be my best day
But at least I’m not in heaven

Michael Ethan Landau